I was watching something on youtube and people were speaking in a derogatory way about tumblr and it’s ‘terrible influence’ on teenage girls and it made me remember all the time I spent here and I decided to take a look again… it has been a while. I loved tumblr and still think about the people I met on here and wonder what they’re up to. This place suited my obsessive and introverted nature - it was safe and nurturing, a place for experimentation, exploring queerness and an outlet for my creative expression. I think the person I was then would be pleased about how things have turned out for me. I mean I’m not living my dreams exactly but I’m a lot happier than I was when I posted here regularly. I still draw all the time (I got a useless masters degree in it, haha). I got my heart broken twice then fell in love for real. I’m in the real world now and I drive a car and live with my boyfriend. I still listen to Kate Bush! Some things never change.
I don’t think I’ll come back… something about the medium being the message? But hello, if anyone is still out there.
